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Might Be Awesome	By : chroniclyflaming Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1463 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The prompt: Krillin/Ginyu-in-Goku's-body

Because it would be amazing, and to quote a wonderful anon:

"Goku, why are you jumping on me like this? Where are your pants? Why do you have a scouter on?"

The fill:

He sent Jeice on ahead, on direct orders to collect the dragonballs. The red-skinned warrior nodded, as obedient as always. His face held a grin, already imagining the reward they’d get from Freiza after this mission was done. “No problem, Captain.”

Like an insect, one of the weak Earthling was fluttering nearby, and Ginyu meant to squash it himself. He was rather curious as to what this body was capable of. Killing an opponent while looking like its ally was always funny, too. After that ridiculously close call, and losing his so many members of his squad, he figured he needed something to cheer him up.

Those damn idiots.

They should never have lost to those worms. Their race looked somewhat similar, with the coloring and same number of limbs. Although flying over the water had given him some idea of how he looked, and he knew this body had spiky hair on the top of its head, orange clothes to cover it, a very nice high power level, weighed shoes and blue shirt. Hornless. Soft and white.

A little like Racoome, they both were. Maybe in many ways, and for a moment, Ginyu played through his many memories of the fighter, training, posing, bent before him and the others with his cock exposed. The tight pink warmth. His idiotic laughter.

His lips were spreading over his teeth, in a familiar smile that was presumably how humans showed happiness. Ginyu touched his chest, somewhat solid, muscular, powerful. Two strange tiny nobs on his chest. Smallish waist. Long legs. Five fingers with softish nails that wouldn’t be much good for scratching. He undid the blue fabric tied around like a crude belt in a neat knot. Shoved down the orange tip of his clothes until it was bunched around his knees.

A penis here, that was good. He knew what to do with this. Did all the humans have these? It was stiffening as the Captain went over what his old squad used to do. Have to get some new members. Perhaps others on this planet can be recruited?

They’d planned on celebrating their victory here, on the trip here, going over details, and trying to decide who would bottom. If they might use the toys again, if they could have their party on this planet rather than waiting until they were back on the ship. He’d yelled at them to cut the chatter, as it was currently making the black briefs he’d been wearing even tighter. Showing up in that state before Frieza would have been humiliating.

Ginyu waited for the human to show up, driven close by the power level.

Dark eyes had stared back at him, rather than the red irises he was used to, just like the round-faced, muscular human before him. No bunches of hair sticking around his hair, unlike Racoom and this creature whose body he inhabited. “Goku?”

It had been sometime…not the same caliber as his squad members had been. But he might be nice to lift up and fuck, like Guldo had been. Grab him and use him until he was squirming. The little man was smiling. Nice white healthy teeth. Not badly muscled, and pleasantly unhairy. What was the color of human semen?

“Where are your pants?

“Why do you have a scouter on?

"Goku, why are you jumping on me like this?”

The bald human squirmed with a pleasant strength. “Get off me! What’s wrong with you?”

Did humans not have the same parties as the his squad had? He laughed, shoving his face and the scouter in this creature’s own head. Poor little humans. Sad species. And the little guy had goosebumbs, too, bumpy and a little similar to Burter’s blue skin. It was easy to overpower him, and he warmed to the easy strength in his hands, and the delightfully responsive penis that just felt wonderful rubbing against this guy’s ass.

“Knock it oo-offf. What the hell are you doing?”

Flimsy clothes. The same mammal nipples. Good abs too. Oh, and he had a penis as well. Definitely male. Probably. An endlessly running mouth, however. When he tried to shut the man up by covering his mouth, his lips were bitten bloody. Nice that he had some fight to him, definitely not as easy as just sliding him on. Smallish legs that kicked out like a cute puppy.

“Stop.”

When Ginyu rubbed his stomach, enjoying the nice, tense smooth flesh, the human just stared up at him. Disbelievingly. Especially when Ginyu nuzzled against his chest and lapped at his pink nipples that hardened at the contact. They both wore the same unflattering white shorts that were tented in the front. He grinned, and bit the short man’s neck.

“You’re married! And I’m not gay. Or bi. Or whatever. You’re not supposed to do this.”

For such a short guy, the human was definitely packing. With short curly pubic hair. Warm silky thick cock that just begged for a mouth on it. Too bad the other members of the Ginyu Squad had missed out on this prize. When Ginyu shoved his head into his thigh, the other man smelled of sweat, fresh and new. The thick familiar scent of musk that made him feel heady.

Fingers grabbed at his hair, not knowing whether to cradle his head or shove it away. His new little fucktoy seemed to love playing hard to get. Teasing the Captain by showing his cock a little closer, and trying not to whimper. “Sto-op. Pleeease.”

“Please what?” He asked into the heated flesh. The human was practically rolling in the dirt, back arched.

“I don’t know!”

But he seemed to have an idea, when he thrust the small hips upward towards what he thought was his companion’s mouth. This body was definitely good at swallowing a penis. Jaw opened right up and handled a good amount of the warm dick, and the wet tongue was nice enough to draw a squeal from his puppyfuck. Almost immediately, he felt moisture leaking from the tip, and smirked up at the round, black-eyed face.

And after this, he might go after that weak little Saiyan, who could almost never keep from grumbling over orders, and who’d now turned rogue. Giving him the perfect excuse. One Saiyan attacking the other. That little whiny traitor deserved to be fucked to death. Ginyu could already feel his hands tightening around the small neck and cutting off his insults and breathe.

Maybe after this was done, if Freiza was indulgent enough, he could take his little pet with him offworld, along with getting to kill Vegeta? He could work as a way of helping scout for more squad members: anyone who last long fucking him would be rejected. In the meantime, though, he focused on sucking hard enough to hollow his cheeks, and listening to the little human shiver and moan beneath his mouth. And taking a particular delight when the man began babbling about how long he’d wanted to do this, and that maybe they should head to camp because maybe Bulma had some sort of lube to take this further, oh, and they had to use the dragonballs before someone evil got to them.
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